A little snippet from the story

Daily Goal: 500 words.
I wrote 400 words.
Sundays/Stories Finished: 7/0.

I haven't written the final scene of my story yet, but I have written everything up to that point. A first draft of everything up to the scene, mind you, there is still plenty of editing to do.

I have kept every darling in the draft. There are lines and even paragraphs that have to be dropped that I know of, but I will leave everything in for now.

I wrote yesterday that I probably wouldn't be posting the story here. That doesn't mean that I won't be posting snippets. I wrote a little passage today that I thought you might enjoy (still writing on my Galaxy Tab and don't have many features available, so I will just post the quote in italics):

_John fished out a small metal box hidden behind some books on the bookstand by his bed. Stickers covered the box and "Top Secret" was written in bold, black letters on the top with a felt pen. Inside were a dozen items, heavy with memories enough for a dozen stories each. In this story, John pocketed a matchbox before carefully hiding away the box again_

Writing it again it seems I could thighten the passage, but I think it has potential to read quite well. Suggestions and comments are always much appreciated.

I wrote an opening scene

Daily Goal: 500 words.
I wrote 200 words.
Sundays/Stories Finished: 4/0.

It worked quite well tonight. I just told myself that I can't read anything until I've written 500 words, and updated the blog. I never finished the 500 word goal, but now I am going to bed, so I'll update and perhaps sneak in a chapter to sleep to.

I wrote two versions of the same opening scene for the short story. I guess if I counted all the words up, they would come to about 400. I guess a rewrite shouldn't count, or should it?

My days are still terribly long, terribly busy. There is so much to do and no time to do it in. I used to wonder about the old man character you encounter in movies, that sits in a rocking chair at a tank station and just does nothing all day. Now I get it. If my everyday life will have this tempo until I turn 70 and retire, then I don't think I will have any trouble sitting on a chair doing nothing. In fact, sometimes, I look forward to it.

I am glad I wrote something tonight. I hope I will continue the story tomorrow. Perhaps I'll even have more time and energy to update the blog, so I can share what it is I am writing.